Just take your time and listen
to the gentle whisper of
the breeze,
the sound of leaves falling
down from the
emerald-green trees..
But what is a dream without
a dreamer? -an empty frame
of a portrait: long lost,
long forgotten
at the rusty gates of fate.
Just take your time to imagine
the harmony of the
celestial music..
as somewhere, in the universe,
another day arises
from the burning ashes of the night.
What is a morning without
your smile? -nothing
but a heart of volatile
atoms, trying to cling
on a sunbeam for a while!
Whispers Of Night
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